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  Apr 2014 Emma
marina
some days,
i let myself
love you a
little too
much
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  Apr 2014 Emma
Lana Grace
They're all telling you to be strong,
when we're all hurting.
You see, I'm not the type of girl that just accepts sadness,
I'm the type of girl that wants to overcome it.
I want to honor the God who created me,
and try to be brave.

But oh, how hard life can be sometimes.

The expectations they hold,
sometimes it feels like they're asking for perfection.
I try so hard,
oh so hard.
How hard it is to be brave.

Because when the hurt we recieve,
we show it in return.
We've hurt ourselves by hurting others.

What would it be like to be loved by someone in the most perfect way?
We're all so capable of it.
But so many of us have been hurt,
we've forgotten how to be brave.
We've ignored it, and submitted to what every other person has done.
You see, I don't think it's because we don't want to be brave.
I feel like we don't know how to.

We don't know how to make our fake smiles into genuine smiles even on the worst days.
We don't know how to look at a horrible situation and realize how God might be saving us from something even harder.
We can't look at the people who have hurt us  and be able to forgive them.
You see, bravery isn't just an act of heroism.
It's the unimaginable.
The act of love,
Putting others first.
We've forgotten how to be brave.
Let's be brave.
thoughts~
  Mar 2014 Emma
vail joven
ONE:
i miss the
way your
body sinks
into my
mattress
marking your
beauty finitely

TWO:
and I also
miss how
your tired
kisses came
with soft
promises of
forever

THREE:
i wonder
about who
stains your
cheeks now
with red
praise and
scarlet i love yous

THREE&aHALF:
she would
never love you
as much as
i do

FOUR:
and i miss
you so much
i fall asleep
to the monotone
of myself
counting the days
of how long it has
been since
your departure

FIVE:
and to pass
my time
i count the
times you
told me you
loved me
with absent
ghost eyes

SIX:
i'm trying
to live with
the ribs you
broke and
the air
you left

SIX&aHALF:
but how can
i go on
with the bones
you left me?

SEVEN:
i'll keep trying
but it's hard
when my
memories
of you litter
my head like
the dust in
my attic

EIGHT:
and how can i
go on when
you emptied me
and left me
wondering why?

NINE:
i have
watched you
leave over
and over
and my zenith
sadness is
quite enough
to make
a collapsing
supernova feel
shame

TEN:
and sometimes
I blame
love itself for
handing me
right into
your hands

ELEVEN:
but when
it's darkest
please know
that my
moon still
chases after you

ELEVEN&aHALF:
and that
i don't
hate love
for giving
you

MIDNIGHT:
i hate love
for residing
in my heart
infinitely when
it knew you
weren't staying
forever
Emma Mar 2014
And with every beer I drank

I

Fell
More
in love

With

You
  Mar 2014 Emma
i
blink once
you have everything you need,
blink twice
the person you love
the most is next to you,
blink thrice
your love is slowly
distancing away from you,
blink four times
everything you had is now
gone,
blink five times
you're watching as your happy
life is slowly turning
into a dull one,
*and you can do nothing to
change it,
this poem is about
how time flies and that life is short,
because with the blink of an eye,
your whole life can change.
  Mar 2014 Emma
Mikael
Maybe this is how they all feel
Waiting for someone to come
Rescue them
Waiting for someone
Anyone to talk to them
While thy wait
They hold on by the pain
Inflicted to their bones

Maybe this is how they feel
So desolate
So alone
So utterly helpless

Maybe this is how they all feel
Every night
On their beds
In the dark
Wishing someone would
Just ring them up
Salvage the pieces they
Tried to hold on

Maybe this is how they all feel
As they start their nightly
Ritual of the Red

This is how they all feel
Alone
Scared
Afraid
Broken
Crushed
Alone

Because this is how I feel
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